Princess Reunion Cost
Force me!

"Sir.." Call Moan, while Butet is brewing coffee in the kitchen.

"Hmmm.." Butet said, without looking at Moan.

Moan sat down at the dinner table and looked at Butet who was still stirring his coffee.

"Make me one" Pinta Moan.

Butet turned his head and looked at Moan with an annoyed look.

"Can't you make it yourself, apparently?" Ask Butet, while putting a used spoon stirring his coffee into the sink.

"Ish, I haven't had your coffee in a long time. So, make it.. All I want to talk to you first" Moan said, putting on a spoiled facial expression.

"Ish, knock you again be proud.." Butet brought the coffee he had just made, then handed it to Moan.

"Ni, you drink this one. I want to do it again!" Butet.

Moan smiled widely and received the glass from Butet's hand.

"Aaa.the cake.." Moan.

Butet seemed to grumble, then he grabbed an empty glass from the cupboard, and started making coffee for himself.

"Eh deck, remember I'm the Nella that often dugem yes, you said."

"Yes. Why apparently? Want to jog with him?" Butet asked, putting on an annoyed face, and glanced at Moan who seemed to be thinking in his chair.

"Kalok dugem, where does he look?" Ask Moan again.

"Where do I know baaangg, bangggg.. Am I her driver? Why apparently?" Butet asked, bringing the coffee cup he had just brewed and sitting in front of Moan.

"Sir papa. Just know me" said Moan, sipping his coffee.

"Don't tell me you want revenge.." Chirps Butet, while looking at Moan with a suspicious look.

"Uhukkk!" Almost Moan spouted his coffee. Then he looked at Butet closely.

"I told you bang. gosah we take revenge with people. Let's eat him" Butet said.

Moan was silent again. Then he lowered his face.

"I'm not fine,"

"What's wrong?" Ask Butet, curious.

"I'm not sure you still don't believe me. That's why my intention is that. We're holding the US cards of the two men. Teros, we'll meet the four of us. So open us up in all. How dare I ah. I was honest times. That's not even if you want to, deck."

Butet frowned. Then he looked at Moan closely.

"Your work rhino, huh?" Say Butet, while reaching for his coffee glass.

"Teros, pack me how? You're gonna tell me, if you need time, what, long time I think! I'm our pen getting along fast deck. This even though we're home now, you're still a stranger to me." Complain Moan.

Butet let out a long sigh, then he sipped his coffee. After that Butet looked at Moan, putting his coffee glass back on the table.

"Can't we cake that, bang," Butet again tried to remind Moan.

"But I hate the times I look at that binik lalik!" Moan Protest.

Butet took a long breath. Suddenly he remembered Nella's arrogance and Choky's behavior.

"Look at the behavior of parents, sooner or later, also his beautiful parents. Am I accelerating?" Inner Butet.

"Sir, oooo.. deck..." Call Moan, waving his hand in front of Butet's dreamy face.

"Aah?" Butet blinked his eyes and looked at Moan closely.

"What are you? How come you're talking?" Ask Moan.

"Gini deck... Our goal, not for the parents. But let me know. Let me be able to introspect myself maseng. Don't just take care of the laen household." Bright Moan.

"But is it not the same? Cere the old man, the cute cunt?" Ask Butet.

"Takder name!" Moan exclaimed, who seemed so intent on avenging her heartache.

Butet was silent again. Then he recalled Nella's over-dominant arrogance, as they were conversing in their gathering.

"I looked at what Nella was doing." Inner Butet again.

"Dec, whack?" Urge Moan.

"Don't want me to bang" Butet replied, sipping his coffee again.

"Yes that.. Pause again, you don't want to pound" Moan said, scratching his non-itchy head. Then Moan again enjoyed his coffee and no longer discussed the matter of Choky and Nella.

Seeing Moan's expression, Butet frowned and looked at Moan closely.

"So that cake?" Ask Butet.

"Where is that?" Moan who had just sipped his coffee also looked at Butet with a confused facial expression.

"No intention of you making me bang?"

"Forced what?" Moan asked again, with a facial expression that looked increasingly confused.

"Forcing me to take the same ikot as you, to make the parents deterred!" Say Butet, while bringing his face closer to the face of Moan.

Moan frowned and was flabbergasted looking at Butet's face which looked furious at him.

"So, the point is, what do you want? You banned me. Now you are forced to make an ikot" Moan said stammeringly.

"Force me! Bujoookk.. Let me take your chances. Let's make sure we understand that Nella is the same! How come you bang! The cake doesn't understand!" Say Butet, with fire.

"yeah! Got your double personality!" Moan was flabbergasted when he found out his wife had just changed his principles.

"So you want to force me or not!" Urge Butet, while raising his negligent arm.

"Sir..your breadfruit was forced apparently yes.." Temptation Moan, while smiling meaningfully.

"Gee! What are you! Seriously I'm a..." Butet began to look awkward, when he saw Moan's smile that looked a little naughty.

"Oo. now I know. Actually you didn't want it all this time. You're the only time you've been forced... Steady, know me now," Moan said excitedly.

"Radocher story yes Moan. I'm not in the mood anymore. Gosah maksa you!" Say Butet, brandishing his fists.

"Yes. yeah..." Moan sighed and put on a lazy face.

"So what a no!"

"What? Farming?" Moan asked with a plain looking facial expression.

"In Nella same as Choky! Grow your mind bah!"

"Ooo... Yeah.. So you want to deck?"

"Yes ayok! We're gonna get that guy!" Butet said, standing up from his seat and raising his hands.

"yeah! My ultramen cake looks at you!" Moan said, laughing.

"Don't know you! Women if it's okay, let alone ultramen cake. Black steel knight, ninja turtle, batman, or what's his name! Can we! Want your turnips bang?"

"Hehehe. not deck.. I'm a deterrent, " Moan said, then he swallowed his saliva and looked at Butet with a look of fear for his wife.

"Bagoss..! Don't you turnip! another turnip!" Say Butet, sitting back and lifting one of his legs up on the chair. Then he drank his coffee until it ran out.

"Mommy, it's my son's a double personality." Inner Moan.